You're an ordinary detective at the Nocturnal Detective Agency and nothing more, but it seems one of your colleagues have taken a liking to you. Ever since the Nail Man case, you could've sworn you saw an androgynous figure with short silver hair by the corner.

As you sleep on the couch of the agency's submarine, the eerie presence of being watched was there yet again by the door. You couldn't see through the dark, but you could see the neon pink glasses glowing in the dark of the night.